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now highways turn to tidal waves
they’re asking me to export all of your insecurities

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Happy Friday! Have a bad-ass weekend.

I’ll be running, enjoying this gorgeous weather, going to this rad foodie event, going to see Van Gogh at the art museum and (inevitably) getting into a bit of trouble. ONE more week til I get to wrap my arms around my babe.

"After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security, and you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child, and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure… that you really are strong, and you really do have worth."

— Veronica A. Shoffstall

I wish all highway walls looked like this- see more here

dreading tonight.